I successfully avoided my feelings all day, until my sissy of the heart told me how I was really feeling. I managed to hold onto my denial until Keith came in and started infodumping about German goth rock. Bless him, but I have no audio or visual for many of the words he dumped, andContinue reading
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Imagining Universal Income and how it might change society/culture.
This longish exploration of my thinking starts sad/mad and ends hopeful. I think. 😁. Sparked by reading about Dahmer’s father…and ends with a brief thought about the Bible I’ll explore more later… I have felt passionately, since I was a young child, that parents are to blame when children murder. But now, at 42, IContinue reading “Imagining Universal Income and how it might change society/culture.”
My State of Mind Today
Halfway through 2023
Our little Stitch turned 6 yesterday. We celebrated by playing with him, watching Curious George as a family on the couch. He likes chocolate chip cookies, so I got a giant one as his cake. He licked all the icing off, and is saving the cookies for some unknown future time they may taste better,Continue reading “Halfway through 2023”
I’m tired of fighting with my sister.
If my sister trusted me, I could just tell her my perspective and she could compare it with hers and ask questions to clear up any disparity. My best friend said she trusted me because we have so much good history, and this is the first time I have lashed out at her, ever. AndContinue reading “I’m tired of fighting with my sister.”
In exploring my family history, I better understand myself.
As it turns out, my aunt had to work when her big sister went into labor with me. My grandmother attended my mother in the hospital. She and my mother have both passed now. My grandmother married a dairy farmer in the late 50s in Maryland. Mom was their first child, followed by twins twoContinue reading “In exploring my family history, I better understand myself.”
Gentle Discipline and the PTSD Demon
2020 was a monstrous year for this mommy. I couldn’t stop screaming at the kids. I couldn’t calm down. I couldn’t pause and think. I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t eat. I couldn’t stop crying. I lost 160 pounds in eight months, and my psychiatrist didn’t notice…but that’s a rant for another day. In that stateContinue reading “Gentle Discipline and the PTSD Demon”
How Having Friends Saved My Life, 3/13/2023 edition
I want to change the environment to support the needs of everyone, instead of placing the burden of being unseen on those of us with behavioral symptoms of our neurological differences. I am 42, with pink and purple hair and I sing and dance in the grocery store aisle – not too much, not tooContinue reading “How Having Friends Saved My Life, 3/13/2023 edition”
I figured out what book I most need to write today.
42 years ago right now, 699 miles north of my current home, my 19 year old mother labored for me in the same hospital in which her mother had delivered her: Roanoke Memorial Hospital in Roanoke, Virginia. I wondered if her sister was there, if her mother was. I’ve given birth; now I want toContinue reading “I figured out what book I most need to write today.”